** Freya’s Point of View **
Niall hesitates for a split second as if in shock or unsure if this is really happening before he kisses me back. When I pull my mouth from his he looks at me in awe and disbelief.
“Did you mean to do that?” He asks in the mind link.
“No, I tripped and fell, and my mouth just happened to land on yours,” I tease.
“Oh, then I’m glad I caught you,” he grins.
“Thank you, Niall, for helping my pack,” I tell him.
“What is important to you, is important to me. Join us, we are planning what we are going to do with them,” he says, gesturing to the rest of the people in the room, who are watching us with a mix of amusement and annoyance. I feel the heat of a blush on my face at their attention.
“Sorry,” I say to the room.
My eyes meet Joel’s and he is wearing a
